When Carly and Sam are at a website convention, telling people to go to .com, they both see a hot guy there. Who will win?
Carly woke up and looked out her window. She didn't really remember anything that happened yesterday. "Carls, you're gonna be late for school!" Spencer shouted at Carly. Carly looked at the big clock by the window. "Ahh!! Spencer!" She yelled at Spencer. "What?" he shouted back at her. "Why didn't you wake me up and tell me it was 7:01? I have to get to school at 7:15!" Carly was frustrated. Spencer did help sometimes, but not much. "Well, you told me not to wake you up yesterday, because you had that website convention thingie or whatever." Spencer was frustrated too. For crying out loud, couldn't a man make a bacon and cheese omlett in peace? "Ohmigawd! The convention's today! Okay..." Carly racked her brain for what time it started, and what time she and Sam had to be there. "Got it! 8:30. Spencer, can you make me breakfast? I have to get dressed." Carly ran up the stairs. "Okay!" Spencer said happily. Finnaly, he could make his omlett. Alone. "Okay, cute clothes, cute clothes." Carly pulled out a pink shirt and some jeans. Whatever, she thought. She slipped them on and headed downstairs, glancing at the clock as she went. 7:30. Just enought time to eat an omlett and get Sam. She probably forgot. Carly quickly grabbed her omlett from Spencer and gobbled it down. "Thanks Spence, gotta run." Carly kissed Spencer on the cheek, grabbed her purse and jacket, and ran out the door. "FINALLY! ALONE WITH MY OMLETT!" Spencer shouted in joy.